"You can't care for Elioth, your friend and you turn me down just cause of your feelings. I have feeling to you know!"

I growled. She just scowled at me.

“I'm leaving. Hope you can control him on your own" she grabbed her bags and yanked on her shoes, slamming the door as she left.

I was sat drawing when Elioth got home. He glared at me as he walked in, slumping in an armchair. I glanced up at him, still drawing.

"How are you, bastard?" he asked, still glaring.

"Fine. And yourself?" I asked, not looking up.

Elioth snatched the pad from me and I bit back a grimace at the thick line of graphite scratched across the page because of it. He flipped through it, stopping on the sketch of Samiel. I remained expressionless.

"Why have you drawn her?" he growled.

"Why not?” I shrugged.

He threw the pad back to me. "You're a jerk"

"Why does everyone keep saying that?" I asked myself.

"Huh? Everyone?"

"Doesn't matter. How've you been anyway?"

"Shit! She's hanging around trying to help me and then coming to you! I know she does. I bet you've seen the bruises" he smirked.

"Bruises?"

"Yeah, one on her cheek" he rolled his eyes. "And possibly her knee"

"Never had you down as the type to hit a girl"

"Yeah" his face grew dark. "Things change. ‘Specially if the love of my life turns into a slut"

I arched an eyebrow.

"Come on, even you have to admit that"

"I'm not getting involved"

"You already are since you stole my girl"

I sighed. "I didn't steal her"

"Yes, you did. Fucking look in her eyes once dude. She's starry eyed around you all the time"

I rolled my eyes and he stood, smacking me across the cheek. I growled and he growled back.

"Come on, admit it dude. You love her. Fucking realise the way you look at her! It’d be better to know than just having to watch my life unravel with no reason"

I didn’t say anything and he smacked me again.

"Fucking realise it, dude"

"How is it I supposedly look at her, exactly?"

"With denying love, you fool!"

I mumbled something I’d kept a secret for a long while now.

"What?" Elioth asked when he didn’t quite hear me.

"I looked at you like that, once"

He looked kind of freaked out. "What?"

I shrugged. "When we first met"

He frowned. "Seriously?"

I nodded, almost expecting him to punch me. But instead he stepped forward, locking my lips in a kiss. I kissed back, matching it when he kissed me with more force. All of a sudden there was a wall pressed against my back. I didn’t care that he had me pinned, I’d wanted this for so long. I started undoing his shirt and he slipped it off quickly, palming me through my jeans. I kissed him hard and he hummed, fiddling with the button on my jeans. He tried to undo it but couldn’t quite manage in all his haste. I helped him get it undone and he palmed me with a little more enthusiasm.

"I haven't done this before" he gasped.

"I have" I smirked slightly.

He blushed, hesitating a little before pausing completely. I stroked his cheek.

"We don't have to if you don't want"

"I want to.... I just...." he bit his lip.

I planted a kiss on his forehead and he looked at me, his eyes pleading.

"Show me how" he whispered.

"Bedroom"

Elioth stepped back. He seemed kind of nervous and I couldn’t say I blamed him. I took his hand and led him to my room. He sort of dug his fingernails into my hand.

Robin but sort of seems nervous. Yet, standing there he looks more like a hurt emo kid.

"You okay?" I asked.

He nodded, looking nervous. Which was when I noticed the hunger in his eyes. I kissed him softly and passed him a bag of blood from the fridge beside my bed.

"Drink that first, you look starving"

He ripped the edge of the bag off, draining it. He let out a sigh once he was done.

"Better?"

He nodded, stepping closer to me. "What now?" he asked with a whisper.

I pushed him down on the bed, smirking as he gasped in shock. I kneeled over him and he swallowed, silently pleading for me not to tease him. I undid his pants, sliding them off along with his boxers.

"Um.... what you doing now?" he asked nervously.

I kissed him softly. "Don't be nervous"

"Okay" he relaxed, slowly getting more submissive.

I trailed a finger down his chest and stomach and he whimpered slightly. I jerked him off a little as I took off my pants and boxers. He moaned, gasping slightly, and took in my body with his eyes hungrily. I went down on him with a smirk. He let out a gasp before moaning, threading his fingers through my hair and bucking his hips. I was ready for it so it wasn’t much of a shock.

Elioth says relaxing but more becoming submissive

"Are you sure you want to do this?" I asked.

"Yes" he gasped, his eyes alight with need and desire.

"This will hurt at first” I said as I stretched him, remembering my first time.

He nodded, looking slightly nervous, though a small, dreamy smile spread across his lips. I lubed up, kissing him.

"Ready?"

Elioth nodded, kissing me hard. I pushed in slowly, still kissing him. He winced, gripping my hips tightly. I ignored the tiny sting of his nails drawing blood and kissed him softly.

"It hurts now but it'll get so much better"

He nodded, relaxing. He let go of my hips, bringing his fingers to his mouth and licking off what little blood he’d drawn. I waited for him to get used to the feel of me inside him and he smiled, pulling me close. He kissed my neck and nipped at the skin with his teeth. I started moving a little and he moaned.

"More" he begged.

I sped up a little but kept it slow since it was his first time and all.

"More" he moaned, pouting.

He bit into a vein on my neck, only just missing my jugular. Clearly he needed some practice with his aim. I groaned, going a little faster. Being bitten is hardly a turn on for me but I had feeling he wasn’t letting go til we were done. He bucked his hips to meet each thrust, feeding on me. He drank my blood slowly, almost teasingly. I moved a tiny bit faster, jerking Elioth off. He stopped drinking just as he came and I followed soon after. He kissed the puncture mark in my neck with a moan as I pulled out.

Exercise summary

Through out history there have been incredibly desperate people who want to keep their youth. So each one was targetted by Death itself. They made a bargin with death to keep their youth in exchange for their sould. Slowly they became vampires, blood feeders. This is the story containing the first of many to sell their souls.....

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Through out history there have been incredibly desperate people who want to keep their youth. So each one was targetted by Death itself. They made a bargin with death to keep their youth in exchange for their sould. Slowly they became vampires, blood feeders. This is the story...

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